DEDICATED TO THE CHRISTIAN WORLD. 



STRANDS OF GOLD 



OR FROM 



DARKNESS INTO LIGHT 



BY 



ALBERT O. FRIEDRICHS. 



FRIEDRICHS PUBLISHING COMPANY 
Mankato, Minn. 



LIBRARY of CONGRESS 
Two CoDiiJG Received 

DEC 16 1905 

Copyright Entry 
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STRANDS OF GOLD. 



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PARTS 


PAGE 




My Preface .... 


5 




Prom Darkness Into Light 


16 




The Divine Word 


21 




Be Guided By God's Hand 


61 




Our Saviour .... 


76 




Come Ye Aiji, and Enter 


89 




Soui. Life .... 


94 



My Preface. 



I know you think it curious, I can feel it in my 

bones ; 
Why I should write a book like this, and send it 

into your homes? 

But I want the satisfaction to know, I am doing 

right ; 
The devil has tormented me, it is he, I am going 

to fight. 

I know that it is customary, to bring in your 

excuse ; 
I thought it was not necessary, to me seemed of 

no use. 

So many books have found a way, to steal the 
public's time; 

And who would think it necessary, to bring ex- 
cuse for mine ? 



6 My Preface. 

And then again, a thought struck me, best make 

the motive clear; 
Best let the public feel your pulse, then they'd 

love you more dear. 

I wrote first with reluctance, It soon turned into 

zeal; 
To write the truth, and only truth, most surely 

would appeal. 

And every time I thought, 'twas all, behold a new 
thought chimed; 

And what I thought, the strangest part, the sen- 
tence, always rhymed. 

I always was misunderstood, they thought I was 

an Elf; 
How could they understand me, I never knew 

myself. 

I acted very strangely, once this way, and then 

that; 
At times I felt, like I were king, again like a 

door mat. 



My Preface. 7 

And every little different thing, seemed to affect 

my being; 
And I, so conscious of my faults, it surely made 

hard living. 

My spirits would go up, then down, as if they 

had on wings; 
I seemed to be an instrument, with vibrating 

strings. 

And so we are all instruments, to be governed by 

God's will; 
And if his child we wish to be, his command we 

must fulfill. 

I thought I must be made up wrong, I would 

right it if I can; 
I failed to see the purpose, never thought it was 

God's plan. 

I studied Mental Science, to learn all about the 

soul; 
I thought I could direct it to success, then let 

it roll. 



8 My Pr^ace. 

But I found I was mistaken, for my many years 

of search; 
Without continued practice, could be crumbled 

into earth. 



It did not fill its purpose, I forgot the biggest 
part; 

I failed to adore my Lord and God, from the bot- 
tom of my heart. 

And when St. Peter came around, I soon was 

seized with fear; 
He said, "Well, well, you must be wrong, we want 

no loafers here." 

I went out in the cold again, seemed ,ne'er so 

cold before; 
In sorrow, I looked back, and said, "Can I get 

there no more?" 

I tried again, in vain I tried, to gain an entrance 

there ; 
I must, first have the Pass Word, the gift was 

very rare. 



My Preface. 9 

Ah! I must find the pass word, I inquired here 

and there ; 
One little word ; was all I heard ; It can be found 

in praj^er. 

With zeal, I prayed as ne'er before, I thought I 

would enter meek; 
As much as I prayed in a year, I now prayed in 

a week. 

And as each prayer I finished, I would say, "0, 

God lead me; 
Father guide your little one, and help to set me 

free." 



My desires always took such hold, my life I'd 

almost give; 
My longings must be gratified, or I could never 

live. 



But instead of like attracting like, while I was 

drawing near; 
It would most suddenly take fright, and fly away 

in fear. 



10 My Preface. 

About this time I felt a longing, creeping in 

my heart; 
I prayed, "0, God, deliver me," I felt right 

from the start. 



Experience of the past told me, I knew how all 

would end; 
It would draw near, then disappear. Just for my 

heart to rend. 

I prayed, and begged my God, to lead, to let the 

light appear; 
But every time I prayed, it seemed, the object 

would draw near. 



At last, I thought it was his will, I'd see how he 
would lead; 

It must be for my very best, so let it come god- 
speed. 

The time seemed ripe, I heard a voice say, "pluck 

or it might fall," 
I tried to pluck, but I was hurled, against a hard 

stone wall. 



My Preface. H 

When I arose, I was so dazed, I could not 

realize ; 
Why all such things should happen? Well, I 
could not surmise. 



A doubting thought flit in my mind, tried hard 
to harass me; 

Do you think 'twere possible, his hand was guid- 
ing thee. 

I was so dazed, I could not think, I moved as in 

a dream; 
And all the world seemed but a blank, why what 

does all this mean. 

When I awoke next morning, behold the aspect 

changed ; 
A calling, and far different, before my vision 

ranged. 



This calling, I had never dreamed, to me 'twas 

something new ; 
And this I never cared to be, for three days, must 
live through. 



12 My Preface. 

I lived, and moved, and walked about, as if I 

were God's fob; 
When e'er the thought would strike me, I couldn't 

help but sob. 

I sobbed aloud, I thought I'd choke. It seemed I 

could not rest; 
I felt as if an upheaval, were stirring in my 

breast. 



"Our Father; who art in heaven," I prayed to 

God above; 
"If it would be good for me, please give me back 

my love." 

And then a thought came in my mind, while I 

lay in my bed ; 
I asked my God to lead me, and now I won't be 

led. 



And I v/as struck with sudden fear, perhaps it 

would be worse; 
He might give me what I ask of him, and leave 

me with a curse. 



My Preface. 13 

"0, Father, thou art allwise, just lead I follow 

you; 
But I must ask you to do it all, to me it is too 

new." 



But then I thought, if 'twere the best, I would 

partake the feast; 
I asked my God to lead me, he wants me to be 

a priest. 

''Lead God, I blindly follow, no matter where I 

go; 

The scales are thick before my eyes, you will 
guide me right I know." 

The evening of the third day, as if a mist 

arose ; 
My mind and brain, was clear again, and I was 

free to choose. 



And then as if to tantalize, some strange thoughts 

would accost; 
The object will appear again, you will see, it is 

not lost. 



14 My Preface. 

The morning of the fourth day, I was God's fob 

again ; 
The words came clearly, and distinct, "Hark! 

it is you I claim." 

And all that day I felt suppressed. It seemed that 

it must be; 
My Father; if it be thy will, lead on, I follow 

thee. 

I will follow thee, all o'er the earth, for thee I 

will only live; 
I will do penance for my sins, if you will but 

forgive. 

The evening of that same day, the thoughts, that 
I had reared ; 

As if a mist were rising, the clouds all dis- 
appeared. 



And in their place, the same old thought, came 

tantalizing me; 
Why if you wait, you will surely gain, the object 

dear to thee. 



My Preface. 15 

Another thought, came in my mind, it came so 

sudden too; 
Wliy, you don't want the object, 'twould not be 

good for you. 

There's lots of work, 'tis waiting, be ready you 

must do; 
I searched and found, you are the one, so I have 

chosen you. 

But not by word of mouth, I do not ask of you 

to preach ; 
A book; to be in every home, always to be in 

reach. 

A heresy is spreading, it will smother many 

souls ; 
And Satan, in his glory, is stirring up the 

coals. 

And you must move, must hurry up, you can 
never be to quick; 

If they will not heed, my vengeance will be fall- 
ing fast and thick. 

THE AUTHOK. 



From Darkness Into 

LIGHT. 



A tired soul in darkness, is searching for the 

light; 
To unravel things perplexing, it tries, and in 

its plight; 
From mystery, to mystery, it floats, and in its 

zeal ; 
It does not cease its efforts, to fathom things 

unreal. 

Why is Satan, permitted, to trap us if he 
can? 

Why does it seem that devils, have some power 
over man? 

Why is it, God, and Satan, who will never har- 
monize, I loath. 

To believe that our mind, can be, the dwelling 
place for both. 



From Darkness Into Light. 17 

Eeady, on your guard, the watchword, you must 

always be in arms ; 
If you're not, lie'll surely grasp you, for he 

lures with many charms. 

I'll not try to fight the devil, he has proved to 
strong for me; 

Many times he has confused me, and put me 
all at sea; 

I will turn my back upon him, this night, before 
I sleep, 

I will let him know, with such as he, no com- 
pany I keep. 

I will try to think that all is good, my banner 

is unfurled; 
I will try hard to forget, that there is badness 

in the world ; 
There is no badness in the world, we make it as 

we go; 
We think of badness all the time, until we 

fall, and low. 
We don't know how it happened, if we did we 

never would ; 
Just this way, my friends, it happened, we just 

forgot the good. 



18 From Darkness Into Light. 

Good and bad, will never blend, 'twill never mix 

like drinks ; 
The mirror of one's heart will show, 'tis just 

the way he thinks; 
Draw down the sun shades in a room, we make 

it dark as night; 
Oh, we would have the shades way up, let in 

the rays of light; 
A darkened understanding, is just like blackest 

night; 
It weakens our purposes, and makes us cringe 

with fright; 
We don't know why we're in the world, why our 

first parents sinned; 
We don't Imow what we're fit for, we change 

just like the wind. 

But I must be fit for something, surely, God will 

let me know; 
Just as soon as I succeed, (he'll help) to lay 

the devil low; 
For he keeps my brain a whirling, and a buzzing, 

in my head; 
Until I loudly cry enough, and wish that I 

were dead; 



From Darkness Into Light. \<) 

And he'll never cease his efforts, to bewilder this 

poor soul; 
In darkness I might fall and stain, that is his 

only goal. 
He is in the race to win, to ruin souls, is his de- 

light; 
And to keep out of the snares he lays, my 

friends we've got to fight. 

Fight, my friends, and choose your weapon, I 
will choose my weapon too; 

In the silence, I will listen, God will tell me 
what to do; 

He is ready to direct me, if I plead with earnest- 
ness; 

And if I seek and cleave to him, he will guide 
me to success. 

Listen friend, listen, you will surely hear his 

voice ; 
He is always with you pleading, but he lets you 

take your choice. 
If you bring to him your burdens, he will heal 

your every ill ; 
If you won't he cannot force you, he has given 

you free will. 



20 From Darkness Into Light. 

I will bring to him my troubles, he will help me 

carry them; 
All he asks me in return, is to have confidence 

in him. 
I will meditate and listen, until his voice I 

hear; 
He will lead me to the path of light, and make 

things look more clear. 



The Divine Word. 



It came to me in sentences, 

I wondered as I listened; 
I wrote with wrapt attentiveness ; 

Upon the page it glistened. 

Be subject; I command of you, 
You have longed to be near me; 

Just write it as I speak to you. 
Then happy, you shall be. 

I plead with all, and see who comes, 
Many stay, and think they're free; 

Those who come, are little ones. 
They are most dear to me. 

I beckon, they heed not the word. 

For they are even worse; 
They seek distraction in the world, 

'Twill prove their greatest curse. 



22 The Divine Word. 

They plunge head-long to destruction. 
Dazed by glitter that is paste; 

Soon they'll reach their termination. 
Madly rushing, in their haste. 



One adores a thing of clay, 

A demon to be gratified; 
His sensual passions hold full sway, 

Seems never to be satisfied. 



In his eye, a look of stealth. 
Ready to spring upon its prey; 

He cares naught, for his soul, nor health. 
Forgets there comes a reckoning day. 



And when the time draws nigh to bring, 

The soul that I once gave; 
Crouching in fear, before his king. 

Please God; my soul do save. 



The Divine Word. 23 

But this filthy soul so heavy, 

Can but offer up its smell; 
To late it sees its folly, 

It goes whirling down to hell. 



And there it does see peaking. 
Old Satan; in his stealth; 

In pain it will be shrieking; 
Amidst its slime and filth. 



Another is puffed up with pride. 
And thinks he is almighty; 

And even me, his God defied, 
In time I will make him flee. 



He thinks I am, the only one. 
My rights, you must concede; 

And all the others, seem as none, 
I am, the one to lead. 



24 The Divine Word. 

All others, have a broken part, 

Are all out of repair; 
Forgets, that they might have a heart. 

And with their God, would share. 



He will trample on their feelings, 
He will push them all aside; 

He is crooked in his dealings. 
He thinks they're made to ride. 



The proud and mighty ones of earth. 
Shall bow their heads in shame; 

Those dear to me, I give new berth. 
The humble ones I claim. 



And one is always angry. 
Is snarling all the time; 

His tempers always hungry, 
To find some fault with mine. 



The Divine Word. 25 

To him, nothing seems to go right. 
The world seems upside down; 

He is always ready for a fight. 
And always wears a frown. 



And all that others ever do, 

Is always a mistake; 
Wliat e'er they do, will always rue, 

In wrath their faults will rake. 



Must live in fear, that he may bite, 
No matter how hard they try; 

His voice, throws them in sudden fright. 
And to him they will lie. 



They cover up a multitude. 
Things that may ruffle him; 

For any moment he might shoot, 
Let sparks fly from the rim. 



26 The Divine Word. 

He soon can see, they try to hide, 
And then would vengeance, take; 

But for a time, he would abide. 
Then flood them, like a lake. 



Their hearts grow tired, weary; 

No rest they seem to feel ; 
And life seems Oh; so dreary, 

Their wounds they try to heal. 



They try to heal, but not with balm, 
"Think balm could never heal; 

They let their hearts, grow cold and calm. 
Oh ; for revenge they feel. 



And so it goes, from bad to worse, 
A climax, they will reach; 

And on such kind, there rests a curse 
^Twill drain them like a leach. 



The Divine Word. 27 

Turn back; the road is risky, 
Don't; think you can by might; 

Though every thing seems pesky, 
'Twill soon turn out all right. 



Turn out all right, and all its shapings, 
Right adjustment brings recompense; 

Things will work proper, if all the bearings. 
Are oiled, with a little patience. 



Patience then, should be the watchword, 
'Twill work from the beginning; 

You will see the joy, that's in the world, 
Can see the golden lining. 



And patience, is worth coveting. 
Smooths out the pangs of life; 

And what is gained by swearing, 
It never blunts the knife. 



28 The Divine Word. 

And woe to him, who takes my name, 
In vain; he only scorns; 

His maker ; and the Son, and flame, 
He drives deeper the thorns. 



And my time comes, it never fails, 
'Twas me you have been wronging; 

For then I will remove the scales. 
Too late, you cease your scorning. 



The time is ripe, for you to turn. 
To the path of rectitude; 

And travel it, so you won't 'bum. 
And be left in solitude. 



Another one is lazy. 

He will not work, nor move; 
His brain is always hazy. 

He thinks, this is my groove. 



The Divine Word. 29 

He thinks the world is bound to give. 

To every mortal born; 
No matter how, he has to live. 

And begging is good form. 



What is the use, for me to work; 

And though it may seem tough 
For me to hang around, or lurk; 

I will surely get enough. 



And though, ^tis tough, or rough, or mean, 

I will never give a care; 
Just hand it out here, nice and clean. 

For you owe me, my share. 



The world owes me my share, you say, 

I do not have to work ; 
How can that be, just tell me pray. 

If you are bound to shirk. 



30 The Divine Word. 

What do 3^ou owe, to me your God? 

A clean and honest record; 
Won't give? I'll come down with the rod; 

You never shall be succored. 



I give to you a record, 

Each day that you might live; 
What evil have you conquered, 

Wliat do you fill them with. 



Be sure that they ring, pure and clear. 

And filled up to the brim; 
And when I see you drawing near, 

I know your light's in trim. 



And then there is the drunkard, 
The sot all filled with drink ; 

To have money for drink, he labored. 
Oh ; that he could but shrink. 



The Divine Word. 31 

He fills himself up to the brim, 
And then he longs for more; 

He paralyzes every limb ; 
Then he sets up a roar. 



You would think he was a rhinocerous, 
The way he spouts and fumes; 

He will sing his slangy choruses; 
They put him in the tombs. 



And there to end his drunken brawl, 

If he could but reflect; 
How low and grievous, is the fall, 

He thinks he is perfect. 



Could he but know, what he has done, 
He would never drink again. 

The flood has drowned out my son. 
And made him flee in shame. 



32 The Divine Word. 

Ashamed was I to dwell in, 

Such a weak and shaky place; 
Allowed a flood to enter in. 
And splash against my face. 



And now I fear if I return ; 

You may repeat the dose; 
I love you would you only learn ; 

You always turn to those. 



Those friends; though false; you harbor them; 

How nice they all appear; 
Turn now; 'tis time, your eyes to him, 

"Child, I would have you near. 



One will upon his neighbor trod, 

He thinks he finds a flaw; 
He strikes the neighbor with some clod, 

And then they go to law. 



The Divine Word. 33 

To law; they go, and each to win; 

False lies they will annoint; 
Will stoop to any kind of sin, 

Just so they gain their point. 



They will hire their attorneys. 

No matter how debased; 
They do not care how much his fees, 

If he can smear with paste. 



Then they begin to measure swords. 

To fight unto the last; 
They bind each other with their cords, 

Both think, I have him fast. 



Then one begins to weaken. 
He has figured up the cost; 

I'd like to step out from within. 
But then, they'd know I lost. 



34 The Divine Word. 

I dare not step out 'tis now begun, 

I will keep on, if I die; 
Confound him, I wish his neck were rung. 

Will Satan with him fly. 



And each is filled with poison; 

Have daggers in their eyes; 
Each in their heated passion, 

In accusations rise. 



This is not the way my son. 

You are both wrong, you shall see. 

Your model, was an humble one. 
Your Christ says, follow me. 



Follow me, what does this mean. 
Take pattern, after me; 

Mine eyes, are gazing at ye keen, 
It means humility. 



The Divine Word. 35 

Humility, and love combined, 

Unlocks the doors of heaven; 
And joy you never dreamed, you'd find, 

Will surely be your haven. 



Just follow me, look up my life; 
'Twas meant to be your giude; 
I will lead you through this world of strifeij 
If you stay by my side. 



And in the end, may cuddle near, 
I will fondle you in death; 

Your soul like vapor, will appear. 
To adorn the Fathers heath. 



And there are those that covet. 
Everything they see in sight; 

I want it, I will own it : 
And if I must use might. 



36 The Divine Word. 

I will get it easy if I can, 
There are many easy marks ; 

They then put up a great big sham. 
Will use the devil's sparks. 



And they find many easy marks. 
Whom they can soon way-lay; 

An honest man, can ne'er see sharks, 
His brain don't run that way. 



But everything ill gotten. 

Must be paid back to the last; 

You will find out when you're rotten. 
When everything is past. 



Each farthing then, will prove a sting. 
You would long, to give them back ; 

Past remembrance will be startling, 
They will burn you in the rack. 



The Divine Word. 37 

And then too late, your soul shall be, 

Wrapped in a case of gold; 
But it never is from iSre free, 

Your soul, for this was sold. 



Another, thinks he knows too much. 
To come to me and pray; 

I will put it off, there is no rush. 
He will find out the last day. 



I will put it off, his wisdom says, 

I have outgrown such; 
He is a weakling, who always prays. 

This talk is only mush. 



Where is that great and mighty God, 

I, never saw his place; 
They might find out, 'tis all a fraud, 

I shall risk it, I will face. 



38 The Divine Word. 

He knows not what he faces, 
Or he would soon turn back; 

Come to my sacred places. 
Devotion, he would not lack. 



If he knew me, he would fear my wrath. 

Would try to be my friend; 
He would do nothing that was rash, 

Much time with me would spend. 



And he would know, that in the end. 
When everything is past; 

My guiding hand, to him I lend, 
I will help him to the last. 



And with his soul to heaven fly. 
Wherein, no troubles come; 

His mansion will be in the sky, 
And he shall be my son. 



The Divine Word. 39 

One sees much fault in others, 
They have more faults, than me; 

Forgets, they are his brothers, 
Such kind, shall feel sorry. 



He keeps his faults, behind him. 
His brothers' he magnifies; 

And he, may be as black as them, 
He will find out when he dies. 



In one he sees this grievious fault. 
In another, he sees that; 

And soon this one, will have to halt. 
Or he will get his fat. 



Is so engrossed with others wrong, 
That he forgets his own; 

His eyes will open, before long. 
His sin, shall come back home. 



40 The Divine Word. 

One sees a little child of mine, 
And thinks, it cannot see; 

I will teach it how it can live fine. 
He scandalize's me. 



He sows the seed to ruin. 
In a soul I loved most dear; 

Its trust in me is shaken, 
I longed to have him near. 



It starts upon a downward course. 
And meets with many foes; 

It has linked itself, with evil force. 
And soon shall feel its woes. 



And woe to him, who scandalized. 
Who ruptured this poor soul; 

In danger now, to be capsized. 
By every little shoal. 



The Divine Word. 41 

For he draws down my anger; 

I loath, just now to crush; 
Eepent, or with my finger. 

The serpent's tongue, will hush. 



And then there is a man, who has, plenty wealth 

to spare; 
He gives a mite, from all he has, then blows his 

trumpet fair. 



I want, that all the little ones, should know how 

good I am; 
He does not think, they know that it is, put up 

for a sham. 



The motive was most flimsy, it has met with its 

reward ; 
They could see through, 'twould never do. They 

could not be cornered. 



42 The Divine Word. 

He turns to me, and says, 0, God; Just see what 

I have done; 
I have made a hole, in the milldam, and let the 

water run. 

But I shall say: Just hear my voice, I speak out 

of the sky ; 
But little water, comes this way, you have made 

the hole too high. 

Though I did see the mite you gave, to them, of 

your great hoard; 
The echo of your trumpets sound, has brought 

back your reward. 

The reward you have; what is it; Their trust, 

and their good will? 
Suspicious, they will whisper, we must swallow 

a bitter pill. 

And though you meant it honestly, they can't see 

it that way; 
Just place your light, in an obscure place; And 

it will shine some day. 



The Divine Word. 43 

One surrounds his light with filth, so filthy, he 

can't see; 
Then in an accursed moment, he says, what is 

life to me ; 

I shall put an end to it, to live there is 

no use; 
I do not wish to grapple with the world, and its 

abuse. 

He does not wish to grapple, with this world, 'tis 

to complexed; 
But he would take his chances, he will grapple 

with the next. 



But he forgot to reckon, that the light, that 
burned so bright; 

The remembrance lasts eternally, far in the deep- 
est night. 

Puts out the light, he cannot see; He is groping 

in the dark; 
In trembling fear and danger, to be gored by 

every shark. 



44 The Divine Word. 

Then with a lighted taper, he will grope around 

in shame; 
He tries to find, 0, give me back, can I relight 

the flame? 



The flame is out forever, 'tis just the way he 

wished ; 
He thought he would it sever; and into hell he 

pitched. 

Another sees a light afar, and thinks it out of 

place ; 
He blows the flickering candle out, and sends it 

into space. 

It tries hard, as it smoulders, to regain its bril- 
liancy ; 

And in its chagrin, seems to feel, 'tis lost eter- 
nally. 

Then in its wrath, it cries aloud, to heaven for 

vengeance ; 
Against the one, who snapped the current, of the 

makers lense. 



The Divine Word. 45 

Each soul is judged, when its complete; God does 

not judge before ; 
So be thou very careful, not to keep thy brothers* 

score. 

To cut off a soul, before complete, draws down 

the maker's wrath ; 
Perhaps in time, this erring soul, would follow 

the right path. 

Each light that flickers in this world, though in 

an humble way; 
Each has a duty to perform, till the allotted 

day. 

This duty is to perfect; A soul to save has 

he; 
Must bring it to the throne of God, from stains 

it must be free. 



One little stain is all it needs, to cast it into 

hell; 
One stain without repentance, is enough to make 

it smell. 



46 The Divine Word. 

Eepentance, is the balmy oil, that wipes out every 

groove ; 
And though the records are impressed, 'twill make 

the surface smooth. 



Kepentanee means, I am sorry, I will do my very 

best; 
I will try to keep from sinning, God help me do 

the rest. 

Must make a firm resolve to do, the best that we 

know how; 
Eepentance, is but idle words, we must direct the 

plow. 

We must plow a furrow, calm and deep, be sure 

we sow good seeds ; 
Else when the harvest time draws nigh, we reap 

a crop of weeds. 

With weeds so rank, they smothered out, the good 

seed that took root; 
That with the utmost effort, could not find one 

tiny shoot. 



The Divine Word. 47 

And when the angels' trumpets sound, we will 

gather in the sheafs; 
They take one glance, then say with scorn, this 

is the work of thieves. 



They have robbed us of the treasure, we have 
longed to gather in; 

And so they leave the soul, that has been harden- 
ed in its sin. 

They turn to go, but one of them says, what of 
this decoy? 

We should set fire to it, we must, we must de- 
stroy. 

0, fire ! be thou merciful, will thou never cease to 

burn? 
As long as time and conscience lasts, 'twill be 

gnawing like a worm. 

Let us escape this dreadful fate, that will most 

surely come; 
To those who spurn the word of God, and spit 

upon his son. 



48 The Divine Word. 

^Tis not so hard if we but try to elevate our 

thoughts. 
And guide them in the channel, where no soul 

can e'er be lost. 



And some -of you, would try to probe, to see what 

I would give; 
Not satisfied to wait and see, you must see how 

you will live. 

There may be something great in store, and you 

may pass it by ; 
And if its really meant for you, you must grab 

it if you die. 

A seer is here, a seer is there, can see them by the 

score ; 
You make up your mind to see them, and be in 

doubt no more. 

You listen to a lot of talk, unintelligible to 

you; 
Will kindle a fire of dispair or hope, and make 

it burn anew. 



The Divine Word. 49 

There really is a place for you, in this great world 

I say; 
Don't run to them, they cannot tell, you will find 

it if you pray. 

For each there is a corner, in this world he ought 

to fill; 
How few there are, who find it, all could find it 

if they will. 

But they can never guide you, their eyes are blind- 
ed to; 

If all were known what I could tell, then they 
could fool but few. 

And why should you think, that they know, I 

speak to you again; 
Although the devil, may be vibrating in their 

brain. 



They cannot tell you all of it, the devil does not 

know; 
Much less he cares, his only aim, my fountain to 

overthrow. 



50 ^e Divine Word. 

And you your life would fetter, to each word that 

they would lisp; 
The time will surely come, when all their babble 

is eclipsed. 

And then again some wish to know, what is writ- 
ten in their hand? 

They think its surely there, for did not Christ 
write in the sand. 

They run to men and women, who can spell out 

every word; 
What may or may not happen, 'tis summed up 

in another world. 

May be they can tell the past, but that need not 

be told; 
It may be something new to them, to you 'tis 

very old. 

Your destiny, lies in your hand, but it cannot 
be read; 

The lines keep growing one by one, and will un- 
til you are dead. 



The Divine Word. 51 

A little here is taken off, a little there put 

on, 
And time and tide, can only tell, which way the 

race is won. 



The future is a lottery, to be ignorant, is 

bliss ; 
Why will you tempt your maker, with such filthy 
rot as this. 

The way I point, you must follow, take heed, 

that you will go; 
And don't you say, I come, 0, Lord; but I will 

not go so. 

I will choose my way of going, I will get there 

all the same; 
It makes no odds which ship I take; as long as 

I'm his game. 

How do you know, you are iny game; my hunters 

have my mark; 
How do you know they'll find you, you may be 

on a lark. 



52 The Divine Word. 

They will not wait till you return, too precious is 

their time; 
And then too late for you to learn, your ship was 

out of line. 

'Tis very good to say I know, that if I do my 

best; 
It makes no odds which ship I row; He sure 

will do the rest. 

Perhaps I'd like to help you, but I have so much 

to do; 
To save those in my own ship, to ever think of 

you. 



And I have plenty of my own, 
Why don't you take passage ; 

In one that went through all the foam, 
Has stood the test of age. 

And lights the way clear to the sky. 

So all with eyes can see ; 
And through severest storms defy. 

And always with this plea. 



The Divine Word. S3 

Oh; Christ, we have your promise, 
You would always stay with us; 

You would not divide yourself. 

And leave us in a muss. , 

We will brave the storms for ages, 

Till every mortal dies; 
As long as God has ofEered you 

Our constant sacrifice. 



THE TIE THAT BINDS US TO 
OUR GOD. 



To each soul in the world, I give an intricate 

machine ; 
I care naught for exterior, if he's fat, or if he's 

lean. 

The machine, is all I care about, to see how good 

its kept; 
All else, shall be burned as waste, for in its 

stealth, it crept. 



54 The Divine Word. 

It crept, and then hugged close to you, to be- 
wilder, and confound; 

^Tis there, and tries to make you believe, 'tis 
famous, and renowned. 

'Tis there to gain a hearing, if you listen, you 

are rash; 
It tries to make you listen, to its babble, and its 

trash. 

And if you list, 'twill show you, how to do a few 

great stunts; 
You are it all, 'tis heljaing you, the rest are little 

runts. 

And if attention it does gain, 'twill fill then with 

impression ; 
Impressions you can ne'er efface, 'Twill some day 

make confession. 

For every little thought, and word, and deed, is 
marked down surely; 

And just the way they made you feel, the ma- 
chine, takes notes indelibly. 



The Divine Word. 55 

And every little thing that's heard, and how it 

impressed you; 
And how you spend your time each day, what with 

your hands you do. 

All this is on the records, you must bring them 

up to me; 
I shall tell you then, if you are bound, or if 

you can be free. 

And if you bring them up to me, and all are wash- 
ed out pure; 

You shall receive the recompense, the reward it 
comes most sure. 

But some who bring their records up, can only 

make them snarl; 
And sound as if they're fighting, and always in 

a quarrel. 

And when I hear the records, you have filled in 

the machine; 
Confusion, who has meddled here, 'twill be a 

startling scene. 



56 The Divine Word. 

I. shut it off, I do not care to listen, to this 

trasL ; 
You have spoiled the records i gave you, I will 

grind you into hash. 



The talent, that I gave to fill, was used to dis- 
sipate ; 

And all is lost, you did it, and now it is 
too late. 

The one who helped to fill it, can fly away with 

you; 
You loved him so, now you can go, it is too late 

to rue. 



To rue it is too late, I say, you now can never 

mend; 
He helped you break, now, he can take, your 

time, now you can spend. 

And time has ceased. Eternity, has entered in its 

place ; 
Through darkness, you can see him, and meet him 

face to face. 



The Divine Word. 57 

And he will never be the friend. He was before 

this tiiiH ; 
This is the end, He laugns; now rich; 1 Jmow 

now yon are mine. 



THE ALMIGHTY. 



I am, as is the dynamo, 
All power comes from me; 

Can every little flickering sonl, 
In pride, say I am; he. 

They are all in their places. 
One is here, another there; 

Must turn to me their faces, 
And I am everywhere. 

As soon as one begins to think. 

He need not come to sup; 
Eight then, his flame begins to shrink. 

His line gets tangled up. 



58 The DivinA Word. 

Gets tangled up, and then grows dim^ 
And then at last it fizzes ; 

Forgets his God, goes back on him, 
And puts on Satan's frizzes. 



But then at last, the time will come. 
When he would like to come back; 

He finds he is under Satan's thumb, 
The power he then does lack. 



The force he lacks, he can't return ; 

He is caught fast, in the mesh; 
Fell in the trap, he now will burn. 

He was their friend, in the flesh. 



I try my best, that every light. 
Stays in the best of order; 

That every flame, is burning bright. 
Lights, to my very border. 



The Divine Word. $9 

My current leaves, and gives you power, 

The best that I can do; 
You must be quick, don't loose the hour. 

It is now up to you. 



'Tis up to you, to turn your eyes, 

And fasten them on me; 
Will know therein, that wisdom lies. 

You will not be sorry. 



I send my current, full and strong. 
Just give me your attention; 

I will lead you, and you'll not go wrong. 
You will receive full pension. 



But if my current you dissipate; 

Use bad, the force I gave you; 
The lines are written on the slate. 

These words, burned deep, you'll rue. 



60 The Divine Word. 

Don't tamper with the current. 

For you need all I give ; 
Except, and I will warrant, 

That you will always live. 

And don't you be distracted, 

By Satan's, many ways; 
For after you are extracted, 

Then he torments, and flays. 

Don't be dazzled, by the brightness, 
He makes shine, before your eyes; 

He will make you think its smartness. 
Beware of him, he lies. 



Be Guided by God's 

HAND. 



Moses led the Israelites, up to the promised 
land; 

And all he had to guide him, was the father's un- 
seen hand. 

At first they were but serfs, and Pharoah, thought 

beneath his foot; 
They are my slaves, and around their neck, a 

heavy yoke he put. 

And Moses seeing their great strain, prayed God 

to set them free; 
And if he should; felt sure they would; rejoice 

on bended knee. 

One day he saw, a burning bush, and thought he 

would examine; 
Such thing he never saw before> was told, he was 

near heaven. 



^2 Be Guided by God's Hand. 

For from the bush, a voice was heard, Halt : This 

place is divine; 
Take off your shoes; Then bow your head; Come 

and adore the shrine. 



You had a wish; And it was this; To free those 

whom you love. 
Your wish was pure; I grant it sure; I heard it 
from above. 

Go back to them, tell Pharoah, to let my people 

go; 

Say if he won't, I send my scourge, great tribu- 
lation, follow. 

And Moses, asks him to release, God, says now 

is the time; 
But Pharoah's heart grows colder, he says, give 

me a sign. 

You ask for a sign; A sign shall come; A sign 

will surely follow; 
And when it comes; your little ones; Will most 

surely bellow. 



Be Guided by God's Hand. 53 

And God struck dead, the first born, of all of 

Pharoali's tribe; 
And there was anguish, all around, and wailing 

mothers cried. 



This sign came as a last resort, for there were 

signs before; 
The scourges and the pests were signs ; He wanted 

them no more. 



You may go, with all your people ; Just take your 

pests along; 
Of misery, we have had enough, want no more 

frogs to throng. 

They v/ent their v/ay; They felt so gay. Our 

prayers are heard at last ; 
They wend their way ; Filled with a ray ; Of hope, 

the boundaries past. 

They wend their way, straight to the sea, they 

put much land between ; 
For they thought he might feel sorry, and from 

his force, they'd screen. 



64 Be Guided by God's Hand. 

At last Pharoah repented, his rash words, to let 

them go; 
I will gather up my horsemen; In my chariot, I 

follow. 

I will follow them; I will surround them; 

And they must be my slaves; 
I do deplore; That's all they're for; 

So in his rage he raves. 

The Israelites, then looked behind, saw coming in 

the rear; 
They cried out to their Lord, for help, for they 

were seized with fear. 



But Moses, that great giant of faith, calmed and 

encouraged them; 
Don't think, our God would guide us, and then 

leave us in this hem. 



Then God, commanded Moses: Stretch thy rod 
over the sea; 

I will show my people, you are led, by the al- 
mighty. 



Be Guided by God's Hand. 65 

He stretched his rod, as God tokl him; the rod 

was in his hand; 
And behokl, the waters divided, and they crossed 

on dry hmd. 

When Pharoah's army came, and saw this path 

across the sea; 
Moses led the Israelites, and he could see them 

flee. 

Pursue them, we must have them back; every one 

of those; 
They followed in the sea, but a great tempest 

arose. 

And Moses stretched his rod again, over the sea, 

behold ; 
Where was that mighty army, Pharoah's army, 

brave and bold. 



Pliaroah's army, swallowed up, the sea did o'er 

them slam; 
The path closed up; Then all was up; Then the 

great sea, turned calm. 



66 Be Guided by God's Hand. 

The Israelites, were now free, could now follow 

their guide; 
No matter where ; They knew that their God, was 

by his side. 



He said, go towards the wilderness, go there 

amidst the nude; 
Went there, then loudly murmured, for they could 

find no food. 

Then Moses cried, what little faith, can't see what 

God has done; 
At the first sign of hunger, you think that you 

must run. 

Can't place your trust; Your mind will rust; 

Can't see how good he was; 
Just pray he'll give; And you shall live; Your 

fill, and more then plus. 

Then Moses turned to God, and prayed, just show 

them that my faith; 
My faith in you; And all you do; repose in the 

right place. 



Be Guided by God's Hand. 67 

And God, so full of mercy, showered down upon 

them quail; 
Surprised were they; ^Tvvas just like play; In 

numbers just like hail. 

And in the morn, a delicious food, fell down to 

them from heaven ; 
Though little faith; I love this race; But I am 

almost driven. 

Their appetite: Kow satisfied; Now gather up 

some more; 
Tomorrow, is the Sabbath day, and then you must 

adore. 

And ask his pardon, for your doubt. You found 

he was on hand; 
Let your faith grow; Say I will go; you Avill see 

the promised land. 

Now satisfied they plaudit; They plodded all the 

day; 
But as the time rolled slowly on, grew weary of 

the way. 



58 Be Guided by God's Hand. 

The Israelites grew weary, and their faith begaii 

to wan; 
Their doubt kept them in darkness, and they could 

not see the dawn. 

Then again they loudly murmured, They were al- 
most faint with thirst; 

Moses struck the rock a blow, and behold ; at once 
it burst. 

And a stream of rippling water, came rushing 
cool and clear ; 

Come drink your fill, and it shall help, your weak- 
ening hearts to cheer. 

And as they neared Mount Sinai; Began to pitch 

their tents; 
Moses thought he would climb the Mount, and 

offer God incense. 



And God appeared, commanded liim; Go down 

and tell the people; 
What I have done; For every one; My blessings 

shall come tripple. 



Be Guided by God's Hand. 59 

Just keep my law; without a flaw; And they 

would never regret; 
If they draw close; Then them I chose; They 

would never need to fret. 

And Moses, went down from the Mount, and told 

the people, all; 
How he gave bread ; Then kindly led ; He prayed 

they would not fall. 

Then they all cried ; We did decide ; 

Command, and we shall do; 
And we'll be good ; We think we could ; 

We know Gods guiding you. 

Then Moses climbed the Mount again, God's com- 
mandments, there received; 

Just tell those dear; 'Tis written here; Follow; 
and to them cleave. 



Moses, came down, a second time, brought with 
him God's command; 

Commandments, written on stone slabs, and writ- 
ten with his hand. 



70 Be Guided by God's Hand. 

He slowly wends; His rapture blends; 

Holds, in his hands, two stones; 
As he draws near; Is filled with fear; 

They were like putrid bones. 

Then in his wrath; You are vile trash; 

Why will you do these things ; 
Lets fall the slabs ; Then breaks the calf ; 

He sweeps, the surroundings. 

When he returned, the Israelites, proved that they 

were but chaff; 
Instead of giving praise to God, adored a golden 

calf. 

Do not adore a golden calf, that's buried in your- 
self; 

There comes a time, then you shall know, you 
were the biggest Elf. 

Then what you thought, was almighty, shall crum- 
ble into dust; 

xA.nd what to you, appeared pure gold, you will 
see was only rust. 



Be Guided by God's Hand. 71 

And Just to think, you sold your right; Your 

birthright, for this mess 
Of portage, that has long decayed, lost eternal 

happiness. 

But God forgave; he said I save; 

Though now they do me harm ; 
Before they die; perhaps they'll sigh; 

And fall back in my arm. 

And strange to say; they learned to pray; 

And offered up their deeds ; 
They humbly ask; that they might bask; 

They would follow, where he leads. 

And God, all love ; did not them shove ; 

But took them back again; 
He did them bless; gave happiness; 

His blessing fell like rain. 

He hugged them close; they are my clothes; 

I will shield them from all harm; 
If they stay free ; from treachery ; 

And all their guile, disarm. 



72 Be Guided by God's Hand. 

As the first two slabs, were broken, God's com- 
mands he could not give ; 

If I cannot lead my people; I do not care to 
live. 



Again ascends the mountain, and earnestly, to 

pray; 
To ask God, for to pardon them ; his tender hands 

to lay. 

My God, do guide me, and I lead, they said they 

would follow me; 
Don't place this sin, upon their head; they said 

they feel sorry. 

And God, in mercy, carved two slabs, as he did 

once before; 
Just tell them, if they follow these, it will guide 

them to the shore. 



And their life here, will be sweetened, they will 

feel that they have done 
Their rightful duty in this world, with me they 

shall be one. 



Be Guided by God's Hand. 73 

And when they come, I wait for them, in the 

great beyond; 
Will press them to my bosom, for of them, I 

am fond. 



I have led them through the wilderness, 
I will guide them to the latch; 

If they turn away, from shallowness, 
I will pluck thistles from their path. 

I will make them feel, that life is sweet, no want, 

they'll have enough for; 
And to be good, they need not pine, they do not 

have to suffer. 

And only those, who disobey, must suffer in this 

life; 
My law is stern; and I confirm; they meet with 

woe, and strife. 



And if you give your hand to me, just put your 

hand in mine; 
You did your duty, I do mine, I will make you 

shine. 



74 Be Guided by God's Hand. 

Just turn your gaze, toward me, and cleave, just 

give to me your hand ; 
I will lead you, as I guided tliem ; to the promised 

land. 

This shows to you, how merciful, and full of love 

God is ; 
He would take away your suffering, for he, claims 

you as his. 

Just give to him, what belongs to him, and do not 

tear away; 
Por if you do; then you shall rue; for he burns 

up as hay. 

All useless trash ; he grinds to hash ; 

What use to fill the space; 
He would like to blot; out every sot; 

But he can ne'er efface. 



But what is the use, for me to tell, 'tis written 

in God's book; 
You will find the pages brimming full, if you 

will, just look. 



Be Guided by God's Hand. 75 

Don't just read the parts, that are useless, just 

meant for history; 
Don't think your mind can fathom, you have 

gained the mastery. 

And you should fear, that you might rear; a her- 
esy, and hug 

Hypocrisy, and try to lead; when you are but a 
thug. 

In numerous instances, I could show you, how 

God did appear; 
But I don't see the use for me, to put it all down 

here. 

If I could guide you to his side; and make you 

all his kin; 
I would feel that I was doing right, and penance 

for my sin. 

So when you look; Just take the book; 

And then ask God to lead; 
To clear your mind ; So you can find ; 

And hug, the truth, God speed. 



Our Saviour. 



And there was born an infant, in a stable far 

away ; 
So humble, and in poverty, in a manger he 

lay. 

An angel, to the sheperds said, come now, your 

saviours born; 
And he lies in a manger, unprotected, is his 

form. 

Just enter in, and bow your head, and show him 

reverence ; 
And help to make it pleasant, for the trio, of 

God's lense. 

And through the clouds, a whisper, to the Kings, 

far in the east; 
Your saviours born. He is all forlorn; now just 

prepare your feast. 



Our Saviour. 77 

A star will guide, you to his side; 

You must prepare before; 
And when you come, to the little one. 

You must hasten to adore. 

And guided by a star, they bring, they offered up 

their things; 
What was it, that they offered him, an offer, fit 

for kings. 

We bring to you, our incense, our gold, and our 

myrrh ; 
But they also offered up their hearts, if pure 

enough, they were. 

And Jesus, reared in poverty, soon grew up wise 

and strong; 
Though no one knew, that he would startle, the 

world, before long. 

At twelve, his parents took him, to Jerusalem, to 

pray; 
When they went home, he was not there. Oh; 

where is he, they say. 



78 Oui Saviour. 



And they returned, and searched for him, their 

minds all in a fog; 
But soon they found him, with the scribes, right 

in the Synagogue. 



And his great wisdom, baffled, those wise, and 

mighty heads, 
Though young in years, his wisdom, made them 

think they were but sheds. 

And so the time is passing by, in humbleness, he 

works ; 
And no one dreams, that underneath, the surface, 

their God lurks. 



He works, and does, to show the people, work is 

no disgrace; 
He also wants to teach them, not to take to fast 

a pace. 

That everything comes in its time, and when 

his time would come; 
He would bo ready, for to do. would prove^ he 

was the one. 



Our Saviour, 79 

The time did come, and he wtis there, ready to 

take his place; 
He taught, and healed, counseled, consoled; He 

smoothed out every trace. 

The blind; The lame; The deaf; were brought; 

Upon their couches lay; 
They begged him, lay on hands, and heal; Were 

healed, and went their way. 

And now, the time was ripe, for him, to take an 

active part; 
And he then tried his very best, to stir up, every 

heart. 



Some hearts, were hardened, as a stone, but some 
could take impression, 

He bid these few, to gather round, and they re- 
ceived profession. 

With earnestness, he now began, to shake the 
Jews' foundation; 

He pointed out their wrong doings, 'Twould sure- 
ly wreak damnation. 



80 Our Saviour. 

They gathered here, they gathered there; He 

preached, to all the people; 
And seed did grow, and from it sprung, that 

grand and mighty steeple. 

Jesus, preached a sermon, to the people, on the 

Mount; 
And all who came to hear him, were amazed at 

his account. 

They gathered round, in multitudes, they did not 

wish to loose; 
One compound, that he analyzed, one factor, that 

he'd prove. 



They listened, and in wonder; They forgot about 

their self; 
And whilst he nourished, their poor soul, 'put 

exterior, on the shelf. 

And they felt that his teachings, contained, the 

Alphabet ; 
And all the truths, he expounded, were given, to 

them net. 



Our Saviour. g\ 

And when the time at last arrived, for them, to 

disperse ; 
His parting words were: Children come, and I 
will, your wounds nurse. 

I shall nurse your wounds, with balm, that heals, 

it is my tender love. 
The Father, will be gratified; He looks down 

from above. 



And then again, they gathered round, whilst he 

was on the shore ; 
They came to hear, the very words, that they 

once heard before. 



They felt, the reed was shaken, by his tender 

parting words; 
For mild and soothing words will draw, and 

kindness always lures. 

Enraptured at his wisdom, forgot all about their 
flesh; 

Until at last, when he was through, their stom- 
achs tried to stretch. 



82 Our Saviour. 

I am hungry, one of them, then said: Where 

can I find some meat; 
My appetite, is on a war,' 'something, for me to 

eat? 



They looked around: A desert place; Far; Far 

away from food; 
Then all at once, in little faith, their coming 

here, they rued. 

When Jesus, saw their little faith. He was taken 

by surprise; 
Showed after all; their faith was small; His 

temper, did not rise. 

But bidding them, be seated ; son, be thou of good 

cheer ; 
Called his disciples round him, and asked, if 

meat were near. 



One said, where can we get enough, to feed this 

monstrous crowd; 
Wliy, it is so impossible, another said, 

aloud. 



Our Saviour. 83 

Here, is a boy, with seven loaves, and also a few 

fishes ; 
He blesses it, now, to them give; Their hands, 

must be their dishes. 

And they did eat; And they were filled; They 

thought they were in heaven; 
Pick up the fragments, and then fill ; The baskets, 

numbered seven. 

Now this was done, to show to them, that faith 

they must not lack; 
Look at the brightest side of life, it could not e'er 

be black. 



And then again, to show them, best place their 

trust in God; 
He would change the dregs, and place there figs; 

They could not help applaud. 

And when they realized; The miracle, he had 

wrought ; 
He filled us up, with bread and fish, that never 

could be bought. 



84 Out Saviour. 

Then in one accord, loudly clamored; He must 

be our King; 
A crown of gold, upon his head, upon his hand, 

a ring. 

But Jesus, knowing what they thought, made 

haste to get away; 
The thought just made him shudder, he did not 

wish array. 

But when they were, far out at sea, they asked 

why did you hasten; 
It would be nice, to be their King; We think, 

you then, could chasten. 

My Kingdom, is not of this world, said Christ, 

the Son of God; 
If it were, my coming here, would only be a 

fraud. 

I care naught, for the riches, nor the glory, of 

this earth; 
I came to teach, the Children, of this world, just 

how to search. 



Our Saviour. 85 

The light, shines in the darkness, could the dark- 
ness, comprehend; 

It will never cease to shine on, to the life, that 
is well spent. 

It will offer up, an incense, that will reach the 

throne of God; 
Your soul, shall rise, in glory, whilst you lie, 

beneath the sod. 

It can now attain perfection. For death has set 
it free; 

It will sparkle, with a radiance, for all eter- 
nity. 

Ye should enter in my kingdom, and never to re- 
turn; 

Where there is no pang, no sighing, your hearts 
will never yearn. 

Where flesh, don't loudly clamor, to be always 

satisfied ; 
This world, and all its cares, shall cease, with me 

you shall abide. 



gf, Our Saviour. 

This Kingdom, that I speak of, to gain, you must 

be shod; 
I tell you, 'tis worth seeking, 'Tis the Kingdom 

of God. 



Seek ye first, the Kingdom of God, the Pharisee 

was told; 
All else, shall be added unto you, said Jesus, 

brave, and bold. 

How? where shall we find the Kingdom, God's 

Kingdom, that you preach; 
We will try our best to find it, if it's not too 

hard to reach. 

The kingdom, is within you, seek with all 

liumility ; 
If ye seek and find, then, ye shall gain full 

liberty. 

Bm after ye have found it, ye must contantly 

adore ; 
The Father; who reigns on the throne, now, and 

forevermore. 



Our Saviour. 87 

For if you cease upon a truth, and covet, like 

a thief; 
My word to you I give, that is, your stay will be 

most brief. 

The Master, of the marriage feast, invites, a 

chosen few; 
But they sent in excuses ; well ! They had too 

much to do. 



The Master, in his anger; said, go out into the 

street ; 
And tell them all, I told you to invite, all whom 

you meet. 

Now there was one among them, who had on his 

dirty clothes; 
The Master, said, how dare you enter, with such 

filth, this shows; 



How impudent, and vile some are, they think, 

the feast prepared; 
For those I love, and who love me, with vipers, 

can be shared. 



88 Our Saviour, 

Whose soul is dyed, with crimson stains, that 

nothing can efface; 
And such ; To think this feast prepared, for them, 

is a disgrace. 



In darkness, I shall cast them; In a pit, that 

is bottomless; 
Where their moans and groans, shall meet with 

stern rebuke, that's merciless. 

Where their thirst, is quenched with fire, and 
their fevered aching brow 

Is cooled, by slimy reptiles, that can nestle, clos- 
er now. 

L Of ^ 



COME Ye all and Enter. 



You may listen, in the silence, If you wish, I'll 

not say nay; 
But don't you dare to enter, if you do not come 

to pray. 

My sanctuary is full of wolves, clothed in the 

garb, of sheep; 
In total darkness, they belong, where filthy vipers, 

creep. 

If you wish to have this talent, for right use, 

then you may own; 
But if you wish to bury it, you had best leave 

it alone. 



Por this talent is too restless, you can never bury 

it; 
You will find, you cannot conquer, for it has too 

much, spirit. 



90 Come Ye All and Enter. 

And for a time, you may come out best, but it 

will not last forever; 
x\t any moment, it may break loose, and flood you 

like a river. 



And all your work was done for naught, you must 
start o'er again; 

'Tis harder now, you can look back, and recol- 
lect your pain. 

If you begin, Just start out right; And learn its 
principles ; 

Don't close your eyes, then think I can ; You can- 
not still the ripples. 

And if you still the ripples, do not think you 

have them tight; 
Those ripples, are your talents, if you learn to 

use them right. 

Do not ask me, for more talents; You have had 

yours, long ago; 
If you turn your eyes upon me, when you see 

yours, you would know. 



Come Ye All and Enter. 91 

Just guide the ripples, in deep water, then they 

will be more calm; 
Do not think, you can smooth with paint, you 

will find out, 'tis a sham. 

And if you still the ripples, 'tis no sign that he 

has left; 
His dirty chatter, might be stilled, and of that 

he is bereft. 



But he's always there to guide you, he will guide 

you with his hand ; 
He will hold, before your dazzled eyes; His well 

lit burning, brand. 

He will make you think, you may grasp all, to 
follow him, you should ; 

That every thing, is meant for you, and every- 
thing, is good. 

To have a conscience, is all fudge, what use to 

carry round ; 
A thing that says, this is not right, and always 

weighs, a pound. 



92 Come Ye All and Enter. 

I ask ye, come and enter, but ye must enter 

right; 
Don't ye ever try to enter, If ye think ye can 

by might. 

The devil, and his Legion ; Tried this same thing, 

once before; 
'Tis recorded, down through ages, he was driven 

from the shore. 

The angry waves, did cast him hither; Thither; 

on the shoals; 
Now he can only use his evil power, to ruin 

souls. 



He has many ways to lure you, and his ways are 
always new; 

Works up many schemes, to try you, he has noth- 
ing else to do. 



Beware; Of him ye must, though now, he seems 

to be your friend; 
His pitch fork, is in readiness; He will use it 

in the end. 



Come Ye All and Enter. 93 

Ah; we would keep our light, in trim, so we can 

see the way; 
Until we anchor on the shore ; Wliere all is bright 

as day. 



Soul life. 

A soul I sent forth, into space, 

To seek a habitation; 
It dwells, now in the human race. 

It has found tribulation. 



But no matter, where it soared, 
O'er the Billows, in the Lee; 

Bound by a sympathetic cord. 
From me, it ne'er was free. 



How strong the cord, it never knew. 
To some extent, could weaken; 

On some occasions, Satan drew. 
He always, comes a sneaken. 



Soul Life. 95 



Though, far away, it wandered. 
Amidst briers, and midst burrs; 

And sometimes, nearly foundered. 
To grasp things he allures. 



No matter where temptation. 

Curiosity, must sate; 
Though it may wreak, damnation; 

It only sees the bait. 



Swallows the bait, and off it goes, 
It don't know, it has taken; 

Can it shake loose, relentless noose, 
Now faith in me, is shaken. 



Now fettered, as though bound with steel. 
Its chains, it tries to break; 

Could it only slip through, like an Eel, 
It ne'er again, would take. 



96 Soul Life. 

But tribulations, follow sure, 
And trials come fast and thick; 

Could it come back, 'twould then demure. 
Lost Paith; It seems a trick. 



It does not see my tender hand. 

For it is blinded, now; 
Though it is foundered, on a strand, 

I help; Would it allow. 



When conscience, smited, Satan fanned, 

Would it closer, to him link; 
Must receive my current, through his hand, 
^Twill make it black as ink. 



I gave to it enough power, 
To send him, whirling past; 

And all my graces, I do shower. 
Will it except, at last? 



Soul Life. 9^ 

But now it seems to sow wild oats, 

And it will try to fool; 
To make itself believe, it Lotus, 

The time comes, I do rule. 



But I will give it, all the chance. 
Can come to me, 'tis free; 

At any moment, may perchance, 
Get scared, of him, and flee. 



He is near, and is your enemy ; 

I give power, to shake loose; 
Plee from him, he is full of treachery; 

You are free, and you can choose. 



You can find many allurements, 
They meet you, on each square; 

Kemember, also, my commandments; 
Hold fast, you must not share. 



98 Soul Life. 

When e'er the thing woukl dazzle you, 

Just bow your head, I help; 
Don't look, though may be something new. 

At last, 'twould take your scalp. 



Then you, are sick in body. 
Then you are sick, in mind ; 

Excepted, things so shoddy, 
And now, you have the rind. 



And now draw near, I whisper. 
You I would educate; 

I will prove, that I am wiser, 
So do not meet his fate. 



I will prove, I am a power. 
Though silent, and unseen; 

With noise, I do not chatter, 

About things, most low, and mean. 



Soul Life. 



99 



I will prove, that I can help 3'ou, 
Heal body, and heal mind; 

But first, the things I tell you, do; 
Do them, and then be kind. 



You first must learn to listen. 

To listen, and be still; 
You will see my fountain, glisten, 

I say, come drink your fill. 



Come drink the truths, that I expound. 

Drink, with humility; 
You will hear of things, they will astound, 

But first, have charity. 



Charity, a redeeming force. 
If you would closely fetter; 

To you ; 'Twould be a great recourse, 
All evil, it would shatter. 



100 Soul Life. 

Just come to me, in humbleness; 

And all things, I make clear; 
But promise first, seek no redress; 

From any mortal, here. 



Just listen ; and be guided, right ; 

Just bring your trials, to me; 
I will straighten, them, I have the might; 

I can fill you up, with glee. 



To man, I speak; He soon could find, 

'No matter how he feels; 
'Tis wise, to keep a tranquil mind. 

The only force that heals. 



Just come to me, and not in doubt, 
I heed, no one, who reels; 

Don't wear upon your face, a pout; 
To me no doubt, appeals. 



Soul Life. 101 

Some will raise their eyes, in prayer; 

Then wonder, if I come; 
Their pleadings, are lost in the air; 

I heed, no doubting one. 



Just listen; I will tell you. 
What you are living for; 

There is a ship, you are the screw; 
Propelling, to the shore. 

The end. 



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